She was not shocked at the question, but at the fact that Joe had asked her in public and with all his foreign friends listening and waiting for her t... reply.“Ah ... I mean ... ah ... sorry ... I ah” Abbey stammered.“Come on Abbey” said Joe. “Don’t be shy. Tell us where we can find a bar that has lots of pretty women who are anxious to help a guy to have a good time.”Abbey blushed, and shook her head as if she did not know the answer. Of course, she knew exactly where such bars could be found,. She lay in bed and talked to him until 2am which helped explain her red puffy eyes this morning. After getting out of bed, she went to the bathroom to wash her face. She had mentioned the whole not needing anything new in her life to Jason last night on the phone and he took it to mean that she didn't want any relationship and she didn't correct him. Maybe she didn't want a relationship. They were a lot of work and took up a lot of time and time was something that Carly did not have a lot of. I have homework to do, which is pretty much a constant thing.”“Father Stephen said the bishop wants to make you a deacon.”“Father Stephen talks too much,” I replied. “But yes, that’s true. But it won’t happen until after I graduate.”“Are you going to get married? Or be a monk?”We were on shaky ground here, but I didn’t see a way to avoid answering, given the context. I’d have to tread VERY carefully.I laughed, “Me? A monk? I don’t think so! I’ll get married, of course. And the ordination won’t. They seem to be glued shut. Finally, I manage to crack them open and slam them shut. The light is blinding. It’s harsh, glaring and fluorescent and I feel like I might be sick.I turn my head. Thankfully, someone thrusts a basin under my chin before I expel the contents of my stomach.“The lights,” I whisper hoarsely. “Too bright.” I hear the sound of a shade being drawn as I’m laid back down.A woman leans over me. She’s the source of the vanilla perfume. She’s dressed in white scrubs, and a.